You want it dog, from seeing me go so hard I got a motor baby, smoke, puffin, stickin on me job But instead, they hatin on what I been doing Having conversations, in my face, Bout what I' should do for em But I've a doobie rolled, and I'm dropin weed on em Packin my bags, looks like I'm staying for weeks But be gone in the morning, if the flight is private Wes probablys aboard it, you see it, you like it? I can probably afford it, If niggas really felt so tight in the way and bout the shit I'm doing You picked a crazy time to start letting me now Cause jealousy and envy, that's a trick for mostly bitches Not a man so you ain't one if you letting it show (Chorus) Cause the moneys like the weed, how we letting it grow And I aint holding on to shit, I'm letting it go Started smoking now we All in the paper plane All in the paper plane All of us getting payed
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